Thank God for Vancouver's Music on Main. Not only was its vaguely 18th century feeling -- a return to an intimate musical salon vibe -- sweet relief from our oversaturated and increasingly digitized culture, the opening night's program actually gave me some hope for humanity in the midst of so much global tragedy. For a few transcendent moments, the festival drowned out the drum beats of war with the sweet sound of strings, and I dreamed of a return to a truly human culture.